"After you guys sent those four fellows away, do you think that inside, heh heh, that one who took a set of Nurse Outfit is truly a rare beauty? Just a glance from her makes my bones feel weak. Tsk tsk, how about we sneak a peek? Just thinking about such a beautiful scene is unbearable." A middle-aged man, looking somewhat carefree and slightly romantic, stood in the hallway of the Central Hospital's Isolation Room.
His words, however, came off as somewhat lewd.
"Forget it. Even if we see her, what then? It would only make you feel worse with no place to vent. And don't forget why they are isolated here. Hey, the surveillance is always recording; if you stick your head out, you might end up locked in there too." Another man, holding a cigarette, replied somewhat provocatively. Yet he had to admit that the beautiful lady who took the Nurse Outfit was indeed a rare sight.
The unique delicate features of that Eastern Woman certainly had their charm, and what was even more remarkable was her alluring figure.
"Actually, there's already a monitoring system in the hospital; why do we need to keep an eye on them? We're just standing outside, trying not to let them notice us—it's completely unnecessary. I'd rather be locked in there with that beautiful lady." After letting out a helpless sigh, the first man complained.
"It's just precautionary. In case they try to leave forcefully, we can respond immediately. But that fellow looks like he's about to die; it's merely a theoretical possibility. It's just for formality's sake," the man with the cigarette said somewhat irritably.
While the two were passing time out of boredom, a dreamlike figure darted through this beautiful modern city filled with City Surveillance Systems, appearing as if it were flickering in and out of existence.
A city surveillance camera faithfully fulfilled its function, recording every scene before it into a monitoring system worth hundreds of millions of Danish Krone.
However, just as that dreamlike figure was about to flash by, the camera itself experienced an almost imperceptible tremor. It seemed as if some internal component had jammed momentarily; the hardware beeped softly. Once the figure vanished from view, it returned to normal and continued its work.
The departing figure's helmet concealed eyes flickered with symbols that gradually dimmed. It was Yang Xiaoyou, who should have been trapped under invisible surveillance in the hospital.
In a Luxury Hotel's Luxury Suite, Ron lounged casually on the sofa in a bathrobe, savoring red wine. The recent banquet he attended had been quite dull with no interesting prey in sight.
"Second Young Master, our partner seems to have been targeting that Hive Security Company making waves domestically. Since they don't need our assistance here in Denmark, should we consider helping them at an appropriate time?" A raspy voice emerged from the shadows.
"Well. The Hive Security Company has considerable influence domestically; under normal circumstances, I wouldn't want to offend them. However, some information I've received from home recently seems quite intriguing." While savoring his red wine, Ron glanced at a stack of documents on the coffee table, a playful smile crossing his lips.
On the slightly scattered documents, several photos of Yang Xiaoyou could be vaguely seen, along with nearly all the strange events that had occurred around him.
Mo Wenfu, gunfights, various deceased individuals, the hidden Virus Incident, the rescue of the British Chancellor of the Exchequer at Pudong Airport, his promotion of Hive Security Company, and the perfect resolution of a kidnapping case—all these were meticulously compiled by him!
After gathering such information, Ron found it increasingly intriguing. He had always thought he was well-hidden. Yet, he never expected that there was someone else in this world who shared a similar existence—the founder of Hive Security Company, who turned out to be just a Chinese student still in school!
This was simply unbelievable!
If this information were to leak out, it would surely shock most people. Yuying Middle School? How interesting! After Zhao Chen and Liang Wuxuan emerged, another even more fascinating character had appeared.
If this could be utilized properly, hey, wasn’t the Crown Prince of Denmark hoping for him to provide proof? This seemed like a good starting point.
As he thought about the strength of those Elites at Hive Security Company, even his resilient mindset couldn't help but waver. If he had the opportunity to grasp this in his hands, it would be far more suitable than dealing with the cumbersome Red Dragon!
“Sir! It seems something is locking onto us from a distance and is approaching quickly!” Just as Ron's eyes flickered with contemplation, a hoarse voice from the shadows suddenly expressed surprise.
“Locking onto us? Hmm?” Upon hearing this news, Ron was momentarily taken aback. Not long after, he sensed an icy pressure closing in rapidly; it felt as if something very ominous was approaching. The oppressive feeling became increasingly evident.
His aura wasn't that of a martial artist, but his passive perception was certainly up to par. Clearly, whatever unknown entity was approaching with such coldness did not intend to come over for a simple chat.
Ron questioned what kind of person would set their sights on him, an uneducated Second Generation Heir?!
Even if the Chinese Empire's royal family faced tragedy, it still represented the dignity of the empire. Regardless of which ruling party it was, they would not allow the empire's authority to be provoked. Moreover, without any personal gain involved, targeting him would be a thankless task!
Was someone trying to sow discord between the Danish Royal Family and the Chinese Empire Royal Family?
"Are you confident?" After weighing the situation quickly, he had a rough outline in his mind. He then spoke coldly, his expression devoid of emotion, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor of indulgence and revelry.
"The visitor is formidable, belonging to the most elite class of Momentum Level warriors, even slightly surpassing the Four Great Sword Guards. However, there is only one person, and they are not my match." Just by sensing the aura, that hoarse voice from the shadows seemed to make a rough judgment about the visitor's strength and control. It was truly terrifying.
"Well, although Southern Sword is dead, the strength of the Four Sword Guardians must be acknowledged. If they are stronger than them, then with your level of strength, it might not guarantee victory. Unfortunately, my aura cannot assist you in battle." Ron was inherently cautious; even after receiving such an absolute and confident response, he still expressed his concerns.
He naturally understood that once martial artists reached a certain level, they would be quite confident in their abilities. However, the world was never short of surprises.
"Hmph, if the opponent were at their peak, I might have to be wary and wouldn't have complete confidence while needing to protect you. But his aura is clear; he bears significant injuries. With such wounds, I only need to restrain him during our encounters and channel my strength into him to aggravate those injuries. With my speed, I can certainly keep him limited." The figure in the shadows seemed somewhat displeased by Ron's doubts but continued to explain nonetheless.
Then, as the second young master spoke up, he hesitated briefly before continuing.
"Second Young Master should hide in the safe room. Even if the opponent has ranged attack methods, there is no need for concern. This way, I can free my hands and ensure that the visitor cannot escape."
This time Ron had come in an official capacity. For his safety, this special suite was equipped with comprehensive defensive systems.
As Ron pressed a button on the armrest of the sofa, four transparent glass walls enveloped his position. Thick bulletproof glass securely protected him in the center while he quietly raised his glass, waiting for the person who had locked onto this location with unwavering speed to arrive.
"The Chinese Empire Royal Family is indeed the most powerful royal family but simultaneously possesses the strongest self-defense capabilities," Feng Ji's words echoed in Yang Xiaoyou's ears.
Only now did Yang Xiaoyou truly understand what that meant!
The heavy aura that felt like a mountain belonged to the very center of his current target; it seemed impossible to bypass from any angle!
He had thought that having a strong individual at the Momentum Level by the side of the Second Prince would be impressive, but he never expected such a formidable presence.
Compared to Feng Lin and Luo Guohui, this person was perhaps only slightly inferior. Although he appeared to have entered middle age, his innate talent was undoubtedly beyond that of most martial artists!
To be honest, this was quite different from what had been planned.
However,
Now that a decision had been made, he would ignore all the difficulties in front of him!
After a moment of resolute determination, Yang Xiaoyou shot straight toward the window. Delaying would only allow Denmark's officials to join in, complicating matters further.
In that case, it would be better to make a direct insertion. By relying on his unique skills to evade surveillance, as long as he succeeded, he could leave no trace behind.
"Come in. You must have known of my existence for some time now. The fact that you still dare to approach me makes me admire your courage. Heh, perhaps at your peak, you had the means to contend with me, but clearly, that's not the case now." A hoarse voice echoed from within Ron's room, where only he seemed to be present. The shadow lurking in the darkness had yet to reveal itself.
"Well, actually, your aura seems somewhat familiar. If I'm not mistaken, the assassin from the Liang Family Banquet and that Blood Guard from the Common Unity Party were both sent by you, weren't they?" Another grim voice drifted in through the window.
Then, a figure cloaked and wearing a helmet slowly walked in. As Yang Xiaoyou looked at Ron, who was protected by bulletproof walls, his eyes flickered. With such a high-level expert guarding him, Ron still seemed vulnerable. However, when he noticed the scattered documents on the coffee table, Yang Xiaoyou understood that no matter what, this Second Prince must die today.
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